I left the hotel long before sunrise, made the cold trek to San Francisco’s Moscone Center and stood for hours with a crowd of journalists who were getting restless, waiting for the doors to open and the press barriers to drop.
And when they did, I ran and grabbed a good seat.
Steve Jobs walked onstage and said, “We’re going to make some history together today.”
That’s when the goosebumps started. And they didn’t stop until after John Mayer’s surprise performance.
People weren’t kidding when they said watching Steve’s keynote was an amazing experience.
All throughout the presentation, people gasped, cheered, applauded and gave Steve a standing ovation. Even jaded journalists couldn’t remain stoic.
The keynote was riveting, exciting, funny, inspiring and entertaining—just like our favorite Apple products and yes, just like Steve Jobs himself.
By the time it ended, it was official—I had become a Steve Jobs groupie.
Love affair
But it’s a love affair that started long before that cold morning in San Francisco.
That was the thing about Steve Jobs. He didn’t just sell gadgets—what he offered became such a huge part of our lives that we couldn’t imagine our world without them.
I wrote hundreds of articles on my iBook. I composed and recorded songs on Garage Band. I used my MacBook to work on my manuscript and used the same laptop to send out invites to my book launch. Screw mix tapes, I made playlists on iTunes. I FaceTime with loved ones. I blog and Facebook and Google like mad on Safari. I record interviews using my iPod Touch’s built-in Voice Memo. I transcribe them on TextEdit. I check my e-mail on Mail. I keep an inventory of my nail polish collection using MyStuff, an iPhone app. My iPod Nano witnessed my pathetic attempts at running—I needed the music to keep me going. I never get on a plane without my pieces of Apple.
Touched
And it’s not just me.
“I feel like I lost a father,” a friend texted.
Thank you, Steve. For making life easier. For encouraging creativity. For letting us carry our entire music collection in our pockets. For redefining entertainment. For changing the way we communicate. For the magic.
And your magic will live on.
We never met but we’ll always have San Francisco.
Now I wish I had a black turtleneck.